The Bad Days I Remember
The Bad Days I Remember
As I stay sober today I remember how
I used to be.
I remember the tragic demoralizing places
in my life.
I remember the tree, the sun looked
so ugly to me.
Fucked up passed out.
The direction I couldn’t see.
The silent whispers goodnight
The dark gloomy contenders of fright.
I remember seeing myself from
a mirror.
The tables are turned as people
walk near.
I remember the way I looked,
and the time I shook.
The fogged corners of my mind,
and the close encounter of a third kind.
Sid
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I choose what to see,
I choose what to believe,
Go away if you want to stomp all over my dreams.
I am not who you want me to be,
I am not who you think I should be,
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